There are Happy Reunions, and Then There's This...

So, I have a confession to make, I just watched two back-to-back episodes of "Reunited: Real World Las Vegas". (Cut me some fucking slack, I'm home sick from work.) Reality TV has baffled me pretty much since it's inception, they might as well have dubbed the genre "We're all out of ideas TV". And, as pathetic as it is, "Reunited: Real World Las Vegas" might be the first sign that the "reality" craze is coming to a screeching halt, hopefully, it's the beginning of the end for reality TV.

Think about it: we've come to a point where we can't even be bothered to think up new ideas. Oh, MTV needs to fill another time-slot? Let's just do Real World Las Vegas AGAIN. Pretty soon, COPS is going to start RE-arresting the same retarded criminals for parole violations. The original contestants of The Bachelor will demand a rematch, The Osbornes will babble on endlessly in drug-addled gibberish AGAIN! I was pretty sure there wasn't any way for reality TV to get more boring but, lo-and-behold, someone's fucking thought of one.

Reality TV was a real cop-out for most networks to begin with. It's extremely low-budget, it demands only the bare minimum in pre-production, there are no stars demanding to be paid star-salaries, the premise for every episode is the same so, to hell with writers, there's no minimum I.Q. requirement for viewers and if the show tanks, it's at relatively low-cost to the network. This is a brilliant business plan as long as America stays interested.

Still, there's something else about "Reunited: Real World Las Vegas" that's bothering me. What self-respecting person would want to be on The Real World...again? All seven of the original Las Vegas cast members agreed to this preposterous remount. Hey guys, we looked like a bunch of fucking idiots in front of seventy million viewers once before, who's up for another go? The only thing worse than watching 7 people in their early twenties sitting around bitching and moaning and talking shit about each other, is watching 7 people approaching thirty sitting around bitching and moaning and talking shit about each other. (Although, I'd like to point out that watching 7 people approaching ninety sitting around bitching and moaning and talking shit about each other would be fucking hilarious.) When I say this, I say it for the entire reality television landscape, not exclusively pretaining to The Real World, but I sincerely, sincerely hope that contestants and cast members on reality tv shows are not an accurate reflection of Jane and Joe Average America....but, they probably are. The most I can really hope for is that the non-idea well of reality TV is finally running dry and pretty soon even the nay-sayers will be forced to watch quality shows like LOST and Rescue Me and The Sheild.